In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
I'm chillin' heavy understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Now let me kick a little somethin'
About this lady named Boo
Haven't you heard of the things Miss Boo is capable to do
Get your mind twisted like some dreads
On a Jamaicans head
Vicky lingerie
Candles lit, rose petals on the bed
Blazing hella weed
Concentrating on what's next, be next
Bet you by the dollar
Make you holler, where them Benji's at
Comin' out your pocket
Don't be stoppin'
What can happen, baby?
How many niggas get the chance to be in the midst of lady? (Never)
Not be goin'
'Cause my game is just to big for that
Gangsta Boo be watchin'
All the Prophet niggas got my back
What you see in me
Nigga roll is what I meant to be
Sippin' on Henn and Grinn
And then your face
Tryin' to get your cheese
Why you be
Sayin' I'm doggin' you out
But still pagin' me?
Never answer the phone
'Cause your name be on my caller ID
I guess you can say I'm kinda crazy in my own ways
Fuck bein' broke for days
Ladies gots to get paid
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Get me amazed at how these bitches
Havin' babies by niggas
With no pot to piss in
Or no money to give her
What the fuck?
Why you hoes want to live that way?
I be schemin' for some cheddar
Every god damn day
Not to be the fuckin' one
Lookin' sad and broke
No nigga to fuck with
No weed to smoke
Hard times got me whinin'
Conversation and kickin' it
Hooked up with a little Cris'
Now I'm back on my pimpin'
Thinkin' up a fuckin' plan
How to get you, man
Damn I hope you understand
Money came with the scam
We be chillin'' in the cities
Of New York and L.A.
It is all good
Get my conflict on
Smokin' on hay
I had to stay
But anyway I feel you hatin' on me
You look into my eyes
And smile, but still you hatin' on me (never mind)
Fuck it, I ain't takin' it personal
I'm about my business
Well, I have to kick it sooner or later
So I ain't trippin'
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
I keeps my shit in control
Straight dumpin' diamonds and gold
Playas all up in my soul
While pots arranged in a row
Up in the VIP seats
These hoes been waitin' to see me
I hope that bitch got my cheese
Can't leave with less than the keys
I'm scopin' out some more talent
Needs some new hoes for my palace
The more hoes that I just grab
They hated on my like melon
Soon as I hit the front door
They scope the go around my collar
I'm have to come up on loot
I can't even spare a dollar (so what you talkin' 'bout?)
I got a Rolex on my wrist trick
Can't you hoes get some of this
Some niggas want to take my place
Some hoes be beggin' ride my dick
I be stopped
The Juice gon' shine
The droopies pokin' in my rhyme
I'm living good and feelin' fine
I'm high off weed, then liquor and wine
Just roll it up, I fold it up
These bottle pop, pour it in my cup
The niggas who work from 9-to-5
Are on the corner, posted up
We still can ball, the Juice and Paul
The deals we make, the shots we call
Entrepreneurs on world wide tour
The only thing we save is cheese not brawl
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Aw yeah, Hypnotized Minds up in here
You know the business
Gangsta Boo solo tape, ya'll know the scope
Featuring the Tear Da Club Up Thugs, what's up, all hot
It's on, where the dollas at?
Where I'm at, on the map
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Now let me kick a little somethin'
About this lady named Boo
Haven't you heard of the things Miss Boo is capable to do
Get your mind twisted like some dreads
On a Jamaicans head
Vicky lingerie
Candles lit, rose petals on the bed
Blazing hella weed
Concentrating on what's next, be next
Bet you by the dollar
Make you holler, where them Benji's at
Comin' out your pocket
Don't be stoppin'
What can happen, baby?
How many niggas get the chance to be in the midst of lady? (Never)
Not be goin'
'Cause my game is just to big for that
Gangsta Boo be watchin'
All the Prophet niggas got my back
What you see in me
Nigga roll is what I meant to be
Sippin' on Henn and Grinn
And then your face
Tryin' to get your cheese
Why you be
Sayin' I'm doggin' you out
But still pagin' me?
Never answer the phone
'Cause your name be on my caller ID
I guess you can say I'm kinda crazy in my own ways
Fuck bein' broke for days
Ladies gots to get paid
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Get me amazed at how these bitches
Havin' babies by niggas
With no pot to piss in
Or no money to give her
What the fuck?
Why you hoes want to live that way?
I be schemin' for some cheddar
Every god damn day
Not to be the fuckin' one
Lookin' sad and broke
No nigga to fuck with
No weed to smoke
Hard times got me whinin'
Conversation and kickin' it
Hooked up with a little Cris'
Now I'm back on my pimpin'
Thinkin' up a fuckin' plan
How to get you, man
Damn I hope you understand
Money came with the scam
We be chillin'' in the cities
Of New York and L.A.
It is all good
Get my conflict on
Smokin' on hay
I had to stay
But anyway I feel you hatin' on me
You look into my eyes
And smile, but still you hatin' on me (never mind)
Fuck it, I ain't takin' it personal
I'm about my business
Well, I have to kick it sooner or later
So I ain't trippin'
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
I keeps my shit in control
Straight dumpin' diamonds and gold
Playas all up in my soul
While pots arranged in a row
Up in the VIP seats
These hoes been waitin' to see me
I hope that bitch got my cheese
Can't leave with less than the keys
I'm scopin' out some more talent
Needs some new hoes for my palace
The more hoes that I just grab
They hated on my like melon
Soon as I hit the front door
They scope the go around my collar
I'm have to come up on loot
I can't even spare a dollar (so what you talkin' 'bout?)
I got a Rolex on my wrist trick
Can't you hoes get some of this
Some niggas want to take my place
Some hoes be beggin' ride my dick
I be stopped
The Juice gon' shine
The droopies pokin' in my rhyme
I'm living good and feelin' fine
I'm high off weed, then liquor and wine
Just roll it up, I fold it up
These bottle pop, pour it in my cup
The niggas who work from 9-to-5
Are on the corner, posted up
We still can ball, the Juice and Paul
The deals we make, the shots we call
Entrepreneurs on world wide tour
The only thing we save is cheese not brawl
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Aw yeah, Hypnotized Minds up in here
You know the business
Gangsta Boo solo tape, ya'll know the scope
Featuring the Tear Da Club Up Thugs, what's up, all hot
It's on, where the dollas at?
Where I'm at, on the map
Lyrics submitted by KungFuChica
Where Dem Dollas At Lyrics as written by Lola Mitchell Jordan Houston
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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